Tourist: A Love Song From Paris

At least I avoided cliche
Holding nobody's hand along the Champs-Élysées
Taking my time
Breaking bread, sipping wine
Meat for two

It's a beautiful city for saps
But turn out the lights, we're too clever for that
And I know, I know we're not in love
But we'd fool this old town
With the view of us, thoughts for the tourist
Alone

We could fall for the streets of Paris
But the Eiffel's a joke and the punchline is me
And you know, you know it's not funny
But we'd laugh till it was
Just the two of us, thoughts from the tourist
Alone

And I know, I know that we tried
To survive on a lie we couldn't endure
So what's just one more
Thought from the tourist, imagining the two of us
Alone?